[Lilyspirit]: No... No, they promised they'd leave us alone! We helped with that one battle, but we know now we were mistaken. They can't come back and take what is rightfully ours! They must be put in their place: anywhere but here. Shadowclan is Wily and Proud, and we can use this for the best.
Let's take them down.
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IC: Timbersong trodded on into ShadowClan camp after she had left the Fourtrees personally. She was tired of hearing bickering, but she was kinda glad that they were talking about the saftey of the clans. She sighed. Duskstar was becoming different. She missed ThunderClan, missed the smell of the clans, missed every part of it. But Timbersong knew the desicion she made was great. She knew she would become a great ShadowClan warrior and learn the ways ShadowClan warriors hunt. She sighed, wishing she would be accepted.
Lilyspirit felt comfortable in her home, ShadowClan. No way would she let those mouse-brains take her home. Looking around for her leader, she instead found her good friend and almost sister, Timbersong. "Timber!" She mewed, her distress noticable in her tone, "What are you and me going to do about this? I'm sure our clan will fight to defend our boarders, but is there anything else we can do? Just fighting might not be enough..." Could thye go behind enemy lines? Would they go behind enemy lines? Yes, they were sly enough, but did she have as much pride in herself as she was taught to show? She knew Timber would take the hint at her thoughts and encourage a plan. It was the way they worked.
ooc:: Hope you don't mind, buddie. :]
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Dragonstar's head hung low. He found a nice patch of sunlight and lie down. "What fools." He growled to himself. Duskstar was right. The clans would kill each other over territory and food. If they were united, they wouldn't have these problems. But Starclan always said there must be four clans. Wasn't there a way to compromise? Deciding who to side with was a problem, but an even worse problem was how those who opposed Duskstar acted. Wolf had pointed out how aggresive they were. What would happen to Duskstar and Thunderclan if they lost? Dragonstar's father, Blizzardstar had abandoned his clan when they lost and was never heard from again. But Dragonstar was different from Blizzardstar. He wasn't nearly as aggressive as his father had been. Dragonstar shut his ice blue eyes and sighed. He currently did not see a reason to fight on either side. Perhaps he should just keep his entire clan out of it. Or maybe, he could come up with a compromise. But for now, he will do nothing but lie here.
OOC: This is kinda what I was trying to ask you about earlier Moonstar. I'm actually not sure who I want to fight for but I want to participate. Let's see how far I can keep Dragonstar, and possibly all of Shadowclan, neutral.
Timbersong smiled at her buddy, Lilyspirt. She was good friends with the she cat. She smiled and rubbed her head under muzzle. "I'm not sure, Lily," Timbersong admitted. "I... I think we should listen to Dragonstar." She glanced at the ShadowClan leader. Her new leader. Timbersong sighed. "Well.. he is our leader after all. And.. he would know best for ShadowClan." She licked Lilyspirt's ear. "It'll be okay."
Dragonstar groaned. This battle was bothering him. Who was right? Starclan wants us to unite but keep the four clans? How? "Maybe they're losing it." He said to himself. It didn't make sense. What did Starclan want them to do? Rising to his feet, the big white cat began to leave. Maybe someone else will know what we're supposed to do. He thought.
IC: Wyvernpaw crept through the bushes of ShadowClan territory, well aware that he was disobeying orders. Sure, he was an apprentice; sure he had abandoned his post (kind of,) but he was seriously getting tired of listening to everyone else talking about some war that, he had heard, wasn't even declared by their "enemy." Still, that hadn't kept him from following a BrokenClan cat that he had seen going in this direction... What kind of a name is BrokenClan, anyway? he pondered. It's completely contradictory. Broken would mean that the aren't one; but clan means that they are one. The heck is up with that? He shook his head. he had lost sight of the cat, so he turned back around.
As Dragonstar was leaving, he noticed an unfamiliar gray cat also trying to leave. Some Thunderclan cats had recently joined his clan, but he didn't remember seeing this one among them. He silently crept up behind the younger cat. As he got closer, he noticed that the cat smelled of Windclan. "Stop where you are," he growled.
IC: Wyvernpaw visibly froze where he stood, slowly turning his head to see who had spoken. Seeing that it was Dragonstar of ShadowClan, he relaxed a little bit. Then, realizing it was Dragonstar of ShadowClan, a look of alarm flashed in his eyes, though he quickly regained his composure. "Hello, Dragonstar," he said, bowing his head. "How are you? Good? I thought so. I was just following another warrior who I thought might've been in BrokenClan, but he disappeared and then I realized where I was, so I'm heading back to WindClan territory now."
Dragonstar sighed. "So you fight in this war too. " Sitting down, the white cat shook his head. "Tell me, why do you fight? Why do you join in this battle?"